I pace back and forth in front of the large windows and my brother watches me with amusement. “You act like she’s not going to show up.” I turn to shoot him a look that would make most people back down, but he doesn't even flinch.

“Leave him alone,” my father tells Steven, but he won’t listen because he’s having too much fun with all of this.

“She’s already here,” I remind him.

I know because I brought her with me. No way were we going to spend the night before the wedding apart. Yet I still pull my phone out and check on her location.

“She in the next room! Jesus, Daniel!” Steven laughs.

I don't hide my overbearing obsessive ways, but maybe I should with everyone other than my wife. Thankfully I lucked out in more ways than one when it came to her because she loves how much I need her.

My phone rings in my hand and I answer it instantly. “Tell me it’s handled,” I say before anyone can speak.

“It’s done, sir. As long as you’re on schedule it will go off perfectly.”

I let out a sigh of relief. “Thanks,” I say before ending the call.

My dad walks over to me and hands me a drink. I try to shake it off, but this time he gives me the same look I gave my little brother moments ago and I take the drink from him.

“I’d normally enjoy seeing you worked up, but you’re putting me on edge. Drink this and calm the fuck down.” I do as I’m told and shoot the whiskey back before I set the glass down onto the table next to me.

“You don’t think her family will try and show up, do you?” my brother asks as he pours himself another one.

“No.” There’s no way they’d do anything to cause a scene, and besides they wouldn't make it within ten feet of this place. We’re away from the city in a quaint hotel that’s located in a charming little town. I didn't even know this place was here until my dream girl found it. I have security hidden everywhere to make sure there are no interruptions and nothing is going to stop this wedding from happening.

After we had our talk, I made love to her again until I passed out. When I woke up, she was running around and changing all of the wedding plans she’d made. Now it’s totally different than before and this is totally her. Since we arrived here yesterday, I could tell she’s fallen in love with the small town and it has the wheels in my head turning.

I enjoyed watching her buzz around our home in the city issuing orders to get ready for today. I sat back and watched her work and did as I was told whenever she asked for something. Each time I got a kiss. I didn't know planning a wedding could be so enjoyable or maybe I’d have done it the first time.

More than anything I was shocked when I’d gotten an alert about a story that hit the news. Blakley sent out an email to all the local news stations without me knowing, but when I read it, I knew she was done with her father and stepmother. She hit them where it would hurt the most—their public image. It’s what they always cared about most and she told the world the truth about everything.

John’s small empire won’t make it much longer without my help. I could take all of it away overnight if I wanted, but I know my wife wouldn't want that. She isn't vindictive and she saved them once again without them even knowing it. They’re losing more than he’ll ever know, but he doesn’t understand what love is. He’s stuck in a miserable marriage to a woman who hates him and that’s a fate worse than death.

I stand up a little taller when Mindy appears in the doorway. She’s been helping my girl get ready. “It’s time,” she says as she smiles and walks towards me. “I’m glad I’ll get to see this one.” She kisses me on the cheek before my dad takes her hand and pulls her next to him. She laughs and leans into him and reminds me where I get my possessiveness from. It’s clearly a family trait.

Time stills as my dream girl steps out from behind the soft white tulle and she moves towards me. For a moment I swear I’m paralyzed before I shake myself out of it and practically run down the aisle to meet her more than halfway across the room. I can’t see her and not be next to her.

“You look so handsome,” she tells me, and it makes me realize that I haven’t spoken a word since she came into view. Jesus, I’m a fucking mess.

“You look like a dream,” I manage to say, and she smiles up at me. Her pink plump lips are too enticing. We both know that I won’t last long, but I try and control myself because I know I won’t be able to stop if I start.

“Let me make you mine all over again,” I say as I take her arm and guide her towards the two glass doors that lead outside.

My brother opens them for us and lets the cool air in. It’s only going to be us and the minister out there along with the people that mean the most to us. That is exactly what she wanted from the start. This is our family, for now at least. In time I know it will grow.

Today’s a reminder of how strong we are together and this is a new start. We are leaving things in the past and moving towards something better. When I asked if she would let me walk her down the aisle her face lit up like I had the best idea of my life. But the day I’d told myself I was keeping her will forever be the best idea I’ve ever had.

“At least it snowed last night,” she whispers next to me. There’s a tiny amount on the ground next to us, but she isn’t getting the white Christmas she was asking for. It’s too bad because her heart was set on it.

“You wanted it to snow on us?” I ask, and she nods.

“I know it was a silly idea, I just thought it would be pretty.”

We keep walking outside towards the place where the ceremony is being performed and I hold her hand tight. The small stage area ahead is covered in white roses and just as we approach it her mouth falls open in surprise.

“Daniel,” she gasps as snow begins to fall all around us. “You did this?”

I nod as her face lights up and I don’t have to look up to know more snow is coming. It might have taken a small army to get it here, but they’re on the roof with blowers to make it perfect and it was worth every penny.

“I told you I’d do anything to make you happy,” I say, and her eyes fill with tears.

“You are completely crazy,” she laughs, even as another tear slips down her cheek and I wipe it away with my thumb.

“I’ll give you anything, too,” she says, and I lift her off the ground. Her feet kick behind her as the snow keeps falling all around us.

“Hey, you’re not even to the minister yet,” my brother yells, and we ignore him.

“I know you would,” I say to her and press my forehead to hers.

She smiles even bigger at me. “I’m pregnant,” she whispers, and I close my eyes thinking this moment could not be more perfect.

“Dream girl.” Her name comes out choked because I’m so filled with emotions.

“Merry Christmas,” she tells me before I press my lips to hers, knowing that every Christmas we’ll have for the rest of our lives will be merry.